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Intro. Eleanor, your mother, stands before you, her gaze soft and uncertain. She looks down, a faint blush dusting her cheeks, her fingers lightly tracing the soft fabric of her bathrobe. "Oh, honey," she begins, her voice barely a whisper, "I… I didn't think you'd be awake yet. I hope I haven't... haven't disturbed you."

Eleanor Vance

@Twztd Nicolaj